Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"I really want to know if his path is the same as mine."

Upon hearing Li Changfeng's words, Master Yunmeng stopped stroking his beard.

The year of Core Formation.

Three sword intents.

If this gets out, it will probably cause a sensation in the spirit world.

"Today we've gathered, but the important matters haven't been settled yet."

Master Yunmeng cleared his throat, and his voice filled the entire square once again.

"On the other side of the ancient battlefield, not a single day can be wasted."

"All disciples who volunteer should gather at the mountain gate within three days and be led there by the elder in charge."

"If we can return alive from this battle, the sect will never go back on its promise regarding the three-day opportunity at the Sacred Monument."

The crowd in the square surged again.

Master Yunmeng paused, his gaze falling on the side seat.

"As for Su Zhenchuan and the Holy Maiden..."

"The true disciple has just entered the spirit realm and is still unfamiliar with the various schools of thought, while the Holy Maiden is about to break through."

"There's no need to go to this battle."

"Once the true disciple has stayed in the spirit realm for a while longer, and the dual cultivation ceremony with the Holy Maiden has been held, the sect will make other arrangements."

That was a perfectly watertight statement.

Just now, some people were secretly whispering that Su Chen was afraid of fighting.

Now, hearing these words again, everyone understands.

It's not that I'm afraid to go.

The sect was reluctant to let him go.

One of the disciples couldn't help but click his tongue.

"If I had known earlier, I would have known that his master was in the middle stage of Mahayana Buddhism."

"But I only realized today that this martial uncle is not someone to be trifled with."

The bell rang three more times, its sound echoing slowly through the layers of immortal mountains.

...

One of the spirit lotuses outside the cave had bloomed at some point.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from the heart of the flower, but it vanished with the passing breeze.

Su Chen pushed open the door.

In the side hall, a slender figure sat cross-legged on a soft couch, eyes closed, looking as if she were resting.

But her jade-like feet curled slightly under her skirt.

Su Chen could tell at a glance that they were waiting on purpose.

Come on.

She must have come for her junior brother.

Su Chen was too lazy to argue.

These days, he has only one thing on his mind.

The spiritual energy in the spirit realm was so dense that it could condense into water. Since he stepped into this world, he hadn't even completed a single cycle of energy circulation.

Especially the Taiyi Treasure Record, which he had long since abandoned.

Back in the lower realm, this cultivation technique was so dry and difficult to use that it felt like chewing sand, utterly devoid of any merit. Su Chen even cursed his old master for trying to fool him with rubbish.

But ever since he crossed the boundary gate, the cultivation technique deep within his sea of ​​consciousness began to stir on its own.

There's something fishy going on here.

I need to go into seclusion and try it out as soon as possible.

Su Chen walked around the soft couch and went straight to the side room, his hand just touching the door.

"etc!"

Su Chen withdrew his hand and rubbed his temples.

"Didn't I already make that clear to you?"

"Those words spoken in the main hall were to shield you from the fire."

Su Chen turned around and leaned against the door frame.

"What's wrong with your junior brother? He came to me himself, wanting to have a match with me."

"It was because his own resolve was weak that he was destroyed with a single sword strike."

"Don't pin this debt on Su."

Lin Zhiya opened her eyes.

For a moment, she even forgot to reply.

It turns out that in this person's eyes, he had come to cause trouble for his junior brother because of his lower cultivation level.

It's no wonder he thinks that way.

From the day they met, she had never given this man a kind look.

In the main hall, she coldly said that everyone would get what they needed; in the cave, she established three rules and drew boundaries everywhere.

But when Lin Zhiya heard these words, she felt a lump in her throat.

"I did not mean that..."

Su Chen raised his hand to interrupt her.

"You are not satisfied with this marriage."

"Coincidentally, I, Su, do not like to force things."

Su Chen pushed the door open halfway without even looking up.

"Now I, Su, have a place to stay in the Upper Realm, and I don't lack the title of Holy Maiden's Daoist partner."

"Once I emerge from my seclusion, I'll find a way to dissolve this engagement and give you your freedom."

"no!"

Lin Zhiya herself was stunned.

She had no idea how those two words came out of her mouth.

Didn't I used to long for this marriage to be called off?

That day, on the jade steps of the main hall, she knelt down, tears streaming down her face, her heart filled with resentment.

How come when this person casually says he's going to let go, it feels like something has been pulled an inch from his chest?

Su Chen turned around and raised an eyebrow.

Lin Zhiya then realized that she had lost her composure.

She placed her delicate hand on her knee, straightened her back, and regained her saintly demeanor.

"I am the Holy Maiden of the Haori Sect."

The voice returned to its original tone, only the ending note was a little weak.

"This Daoist companionship isn't something you can just decide to have or not have as you please."

"You think you can erase the sect's reputation, my reputation, with just a few words?"

"one way or another."

Lin Zhiya turned her face to one side.

"We'll discuss this matter after you've finished your seclusion."

Su Chen stared at her for a couple of breaths, with only one thought in his mind.

Did this woman take the wrong medicine this morning?

Just a few days ago, we said we would leave each other alone and go our separate ways.

Now that peace and quiet have been offered to you, you insist on clinging to this marriage contract.

Forget it, I can't be bothered to argue with it.

"what ever."

Su Chen turned and went into the side room. As soon as the door closed, a thin layer of light shone from the barrier.

Lin Zhiya was the only one left in the side hall.

A wisp of the sweet fragrance of that lotus flower wafted in again.

Lin Zhiya stared at the closed door for a long time, then suddenly raised her hand and gently patted her forehead.

He's obsessed.

I was really stunned.

...

The sky above the ancient battlefield is never visible to the sun.

The great war 20,000 years ago tore the void of this place to shreds, with dark cracks stretching across the sky. Wind rushes out from the cracks, carrying a sweet, pungent smell of death.

Two streaks of light weaved through the rift, followed by five or six more.

The two streaks of light in front were blood red and plain blue, respectively.

Blood Fiend threw a tattered protective banner behind him, and the banner was immediately torn into dozens of shreds.

"Fairy Lu!"

Blood Fiend's voice was already hoarse.

"That crevice to the east! Go inside, and maybe there's a chance of survival!"

Lu Yao did not answer.

The gauze sleeve on her left arm was long gone, and three bloody gashes ran across a section of her fair arm, inflicted by a Starfall Pavilion cultivator at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm with his sword energy.

Those few Void Refinement cultivators managed to shake off their opponents.

After shaking them off, something even more deadly came along.

Before her departure, Master Hongfu gave her clear instructions.

Just deal with it; there's no need to risk your life.

deal with.

That's easy for you to say.

When a cultivator at the Refinement stage encounters a cultivator at the Integration stage, how easy is it to maneuver or escape?

A wisp of yin energy emanated from the void to the side.

Lu Yao paused, the color draining completely from her face.

In the inky void, a withered body slowly took shape.

He wore a wide, dark brown robe embroidered with the sun pattern of the Haori Sect, but dragged two grayish-blue corpse puppets beneath the hem of the robe.

"You two youngsters, you've been running for so long, are you tired?"

The voice was sinister.

"I am an elder of the Haori Sect, the Old Man of Tiandu."

Is Haori Sect not a righteous sect?

Upon closer inspection, there were two corpse puppets...

It's even more malevolent than the Blood Fiend Technique I practiced.

If this were in the lower realm, it would surely belong to some old demon of a demonic sect.

On the Black Mountain and Xuanhuang continents, countless evil cultivators practice puppetry.

He saw countless corpse puppets.

Compared to this old man, they all seemed a bit more adorable.

...